He gangs early to steal, that cannot say Na.

I have a good bow, but it is in the Castle.

A word before is worth two behinde.

Quhair the Pig breaks, let the shels lie.

A burnt bairn fire dreads.

Come it aire, come it late, in May comes the Cow-quake.

An old seck is ay skailing.

Last in bed, best heard.

It goes in at one ear, and out at the other.

He that is welcome fares well.